#blocdking

[seesgood]

“Look how ever BIG AND BAD you wanna think you are,” And she honestly didn’t doubt that he was, at this point. Mystic Falls seemed to have a nasty habit of constantly increasing the threats that were against them. “You don’t wanna mess with an original, okay? They literally can’t be killed. And they’re all kind’ve emotionally stunted assholes.”

--- @blocdking ; starter call.

[redemptioninterlude]

Eyes, open.

The sound of rushing cars like a salve to her soul, recognizing this, somewhere deep inside of her. It was a feral, animalistic memory for her, and apart of her wondered if this place was where home was meant to be. Eyes casting around, the people rushing about her, unawares of her presence, or simply not caring for it, with their bags, their nice shoes, their cell phones in hand. Hands bracing to the chair that she’d woken up in, her eyes a little bit heavy as if she had only just nodded off, and she wondered if anybody ever saw her appear here, or if she simply always was apart of the scenery. Hands falling to her lap to pull at the jersey that she wore,  her blonde hair spilling over her bare shoulders. She always came back here... even if it was only for short hops and skips within her own timeline, this was just... it was a nice break. 

She never had to do anything when she was here. Which was a little bit different than every other place that she popped up within, knowing that the first time that this had happened, she’d been filled with a panic in her attempts to find a person who she was meant to find, her purpose for this world. But instead, it became a recurring location in her otherwise shifting landscape, something to look forwards to, her reward, of sorts, for her service. Head turning, self consciously touching at her cheek, knowing that before she’d arrived here, she’d been in a castle, face down amongst the blood of a man who’d been killed, the sticky warmth of it making her sick, and then --

-- then she’d woken up here.

Looking around and finding they settled on a boy, sitting there in quietness as he adjusted the glasses on his face, relief shielding within her own features as she leaned forwards, a small smile on her lips that tugged at the edges, tempting them upwards. As if waving away the horrors that she had stepped away from, to find this present moment, her fingers wrapping around the edge of the chair she sat upon, an iced coffee melting in the sun in front of her. “Spencer--!” her voice sounding rusty within her own mouth, clearing her throat with a grin, Alice’s features brightening as if on command. “Spencer!” this was their fate, she felt... why else would she find him so constantly?

                      She never liked to think about it as being unfinished business.

plotted starter with @blocdking​ // spencer

[ofcypher]

"you sir, are really fucking pretty and i am so lucky to have you in my life. i love you so much." / from spencer ~!

                    A   CHUCKLE LEAVES his lips, the compliment as well as obvious AFFECTION leaves a WARMTH in his chest, making him SMILE BRIGHTLY.   ❛   well thanks, i’m LUCKY to have YOU in my life as well.   ❜   moving closer, yoongi WRAPS his arms around spencer’s waist, that GUMMY SMILE of his turning into a more SWEETER one. pressing a KISS to his lips, he HUMS.   ❛   i love you lots--- MORE than words could possibly EXPRESS.   ❜   he isn’t trying to be a SAP but it seems to happen anyways.

[ofcypher]

❛ ----------------yoongi.... ❜ with a fiddle of his thumb, he pursed his lips, side smirk on his pale face as he got in close. he done a lot of thinking and just needed to come out with it, before he was CONSUMED my the fear that followed in his head wanting to cause a small anxiety attack. the panic in his eyes showing. it was now or never. ❛ ... i love you. ❜

                    H E   WASN’T SURE he’d ever seen him worked over something like this— the fiddle of thumbs, a POTENTIAL hesitation, PANIC in eyes. but what SURPRISES him the most is the CONFESSION rolling spencer’s tongue. it catches him off guard, STUNNING him for a moment. he’s had DEEP feelings for him for a while now, he just couldn’t PLACE it or put it into WORDS. it takes him a little while to recover, tongue swiping across dry lips. his mind SCATTERS to find the right words to say, he’s NEVER been in a situation like this before, mostly because he’s never been SERIOUS with someone. his RELATIONSHIP with spencer is so serious. the feeling that he’s been HARBOURING inside are all too recognizable now, LOVE. stepping CLOSER, IMPOSSIBLY closer, he breathes in deeply, eyes settled on spencer.   ❛   i love you too..   ❜   it feels ODD on his tongue but he doesn’t REGRET it. no, he would never regret something like that— not with it being directed to spencer. a hand REACHES to cup at the side of his face, expression VISIBLY softening.   ❛   i really do love you too.   ❜

[herzecnslust-blog]

 ━━━ BLOCDKING;  ( continued ) Spencer and Jovana discussing trying to get somewhere in. 

           ❛ Wow, okay. I didn’t EXPECT this. ( You never heard of my name ? ) ... ━ Well, then you do you. Get us in. I’m getting cold. ❜

[gccdheavcns-a]

↪ ✧･ﾟ:  STARTER with !! @blocdking 

                  his eyes pry open gently, the arms draped around him shifted slightly and let the sun catch his eyes. the bed was too comfortable to be his but he KNEW he’d end up in someone else’s. not fully dressed but, he wasn’t complaining so much. to be CLOSE with another like him was comfort enough. still not quite adjusted to the light, he hides, burying his face into the side of the other’s neck. the scent was familiar. 

                   harvey tries to piece together the night before, unintentionally drinking in a pub. ‘ unintentionally ’. ( of course he knew what he was doing ). SPENCER. oh goodness, his heart pounds in his chest. being the CLINGY drunk he was, his hands constantly tight around the others. he WAS the only person that he knew in that place. from what he remembered, he WAS his regular cheerful self before the whiskey RAN to his head. harvey remembers the CHASTE kiss that he actually ASKED for. even thinking about it, harvey pressed his lips together. 

                   the young man still cuddles himself closer, the pain in the back of his head. the quiet delight to be this close but the pounding in his heart that rang in his ears.